the princesses match, a dahmo story

part six: the princess saves the girl

dahyun's pov
"good morning dahyun, breakfast is in the dining hall." momo peeks inside my door and tells me.

i was barely awake but i still managed too get up and put on some half decent clothes. i caught myself thinking about my dad a lot. and everything that happened, he always gets me in a certain mood.

"hey everybody." i take a seat next too jeongyeon. "dahyun, i want to say sorry for what happened yesterday. it wasn't your fault. i don't blame you at all for not forgiving me. but i want you still as a friend dahyunie. forgive me?" jihyo sinks her head down. 

"of course i forgive you unnie." i give her a weak smile. i should have been more genuine, but today hasn't been too good of a day. "thank you dubu." she smiles and continues talking to wendy. "dubu, what's wrong?" jeongyeon tilted my head up with two fingers. "you're acting off dahyunie." nayeon commented.

i really hope jeongyeon won't lecture me for yesterday. "just been thinking." i sigh. "how about we take your mind of it? we could go out! just walk the streets like we used too." chaeyoung grins and holds my hand. i loved chaeyoung a lot. she always knew the right thing to say when i was upset or mad.

"okay." i shrug eating. momo looks at me with worry in her face, but she just continues talking to selugi. "so what about dates my princess?" wendy smirks. god wendy, you're so cheesy. "no dates today! we'll pick back up tomorrow." she smiles and hands her dirty plate to namjoon.

"come on dahyunie! let's get dressed." chaeyoung pulls next from my seat to her room

time skip

"yah! chaeyoung be careful." jeongyeon warns chaeyoung as she jumps down from the rail that she was sitting at. we had walked all the way to the other side of town to an abandoned junkyard. me and chaeyoung would go here a lot, and jeongyeon found me here when i was mute.

"i will be you ostrich." chaeyoung punches her arm. i was sitting on the hood of an old car, watching chae climb the old structure of metal. "dahyun! come join me." she grins. i almost said yes, but i didn't really have the strength. "i'm gonna walk around, see you guys." i wave bye and head to the other side of the junkyard that had some railroad tracks too the side of it.

i hear a clang from a metal car but i'm sure it's just chaeyoung beating something. i glance over and i see a guy, i knew exactly who it was. "chaeyoung! jeongyeon!" i yell quickly running down the train tracks. the steps come closer and closer too me, i cannot let him get me. "dahyun! where are you?" i heard chaeyoung yell.

"the train tracks i'm her-" he slams me too the metal part of the track. i tasted blood in my mouth, i reached up and touched my head. there was blood there too. "aish! you again!" i heard jeongyeon scream.

"sissy!" is the last thing i hear.

momo's pov
"what's it like being princess miss hirai?" sana asks me while i went to the kitchen for water. i've been practicing dancing all day. "stressful, and not as uhm royal as you would think." i chuckle. becoming princess was hard. the press didn't think i would be good enough like my father.

i'm still trying to prove them wrong but so far i think they like me. everybody thinks being royal is a luxury, and yeah it is. but it comes with a big burden of press and such. "really?" she cocks her head sitting up on a stool. "really. it's got it's perks, but it's not something that a lot of people can handle." i sit next to her.

"well i think you're doing a great job princess." wendy comes from her room. "wendy-ah! good too see you." i rush over to her for a hug. "good to see you too beautiful." i liked wendy but she was a try-hard. she is very very sweet and kind though. "wendy you're so cheesy." sana rolls her eyes and laughs. "aish leave me be." wendy laughs.